A Good Romance
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Yun Ao stared at the large black dog, and a sense of wariness welled up in his heart.
The way he saw it, this burly man in front of him did not have any powerful aura circulating around him. He was only so wretched that it made one's scalp go numb. However, to be able to defeat Situ Taisun, he had to be an Immortal King, right?
They were both Celestial Kings, yet he couldn't see through them. Could it be that the other party's cultivation was above his?
"How should I address you?" He decided to probe the large black dog first.
"I am the Black King," the large black dog said proudly.
"Black King," Yun Aokong mumbled to himself. His mind began to search frantically for this name. He wondered if he had heard or seen this name somewhere before. However, after a round of searching, there was indeed someone called the Black King, but none of them matched up with this perverted man in front of him.
"Now that you've seen me, why aren't you kneeling down and kowtowing?" the large black dog said in a carefree manner.
Yun Aokong was afraid, but he was in his own territory, so he naturally could not be afraid of his opponent.
Do you think everyone is Ling Han?
"Sir, you're too arrogant," said Yun Aokong. This person really didn't know what he was talking about. Didn't he know what kind of power the Yun family was?
"Wait until I clean out your clan's treasure trove! Then you'll know just how arrogant I am!" the large black dog howled. Aside from a vulgar expression, there was also a powerful greed in his eyes.
Yun Aokong was furious. This burly man actually dared to think about stealing from the Yun family's treasury?
Situ Tailong couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Brother Aokong, you have to start a massacre here. Otherwise, everyone will think that the Yun Clan is easy to bully."
Yun Aokong nodded. After what Ling Han had done, did most people think that the Yun Clan was weak? Now, any Celestial King would dare to bully them. They were really bold.
"Your distinguished self, allow me to experience a thing or two." He took a step forward. Hong, his aura erupted.
The large black dog could clearly suppress Yun Aokong with a single hand, but if he didn't use someone he could order around, would he still be the large black dog?
"Little Han, attack!" it shouted at Ling Han.
Pa, Ling Han kicked the large black dog, causing the large black dog to hurriedly turn tail and run.
"Eh, you …" Yun Ao looked at Ling Han with a strange expression.
This person looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he looked like.
"Eh? He looks a bit like that person who died," Situ Tailong said.
Yun Aokong suddenly understood. This person did look a little like Ling Han, but it was obvious that he did not imitate him very well. This was because Ling Han had a domineering air about him. When he stood there, even the sun could not suppress his glory. However, the person in front of him had a reserved aura, and there was nothing special about him. He stood there like an ordinary person.
Ever since Ling Han appeared out of nowhere and created a heaven-defying battle record, he had also won the pursuit of countless young people, who fought to imitate him. Therefore, it was not strange to see a person who looked and had a temperament similar to Ling Han.
It was just that the person in front of him didn't learn well enough.
"Hmph, I hate that person the most, but you insist on making yourself look like him. You're courting death," Yun Aokong said coldly. He raised his hand again and grabbed at Ling Han.
Ling Han waved his hand and slapped Yun Aokong. With his strength, would Yun Aokong be able to resist?
The hand rose, the palm fell, and Yun Aokong collapsed.
When Yun Aokong collapsed, a strange thought flashed through his mind. 'Why did I collapse like this again? This feels like déjà vu.'
Meanwhile, Situ Tailong was shocked. His strength was similar to Yun Aokong's, but Yun Aokong was not even a match for Ling Han. In fact, Ling Han had only attacked him from the air, and Yun Aokong had collapsed. This was an absolute suppression of strength.
"Who exactly are you?" He was so powerful, and yet he still wanted to imitate someone else. This was too embarrassing.
"Ling Han," Ling Han replied calmly.
Situ Tailong scoffed. Ling Han had died a long time ago. Could it be that the Yun Clan would spread fake news?
"Sir, you're already an overlord. Why do you need to impersonate a dead person?" he asked.
He was stalling for time. He was not a match for Ling Han, and he could only wait for the Yun Clan's reinforcements.
Ling Han chuckled, and said to the large black dog, "Why is it that no one believes me when I tell the truth?"
"That's because you usually tell too many lies." The large black dog took this opportunity to reprimand him. "Little Han, the heavens are always there for you. Hence, you have to be more respectful and courteous to Grandpa Dog. Grandpa Dog is your great benefactor."
Situ Tailong trembled in anger. His younger brother had been planted in the middle of the road like a tree, and his companion had been knocked unconscious with a single blow. Yet, these two people were still mocking each other in front of him. They were far too arrogant.
Where was the Yun Clan? Why hadn't anyone arrived yet?
Xiu, xiu, xiu. Right at this moment, five people shot down from the sky, all of them displaying their powerful auras.
This was the territory of the Yun Clan, and they were the Celestial Kings of the Yun Clan. Thus, there was naturally no need for them to hide anything.
These five people were all eighth heaven Celestial Kings, and when they joined forces, they could hold off a ninth heaven Celestial King.
"Who are you arrogant people? How dare you cause trouble in our Yun Clan!" one of the Celestial Kings shouted. His gaze swept over, and stopped on Ling Han and the large black dog.
His gaze was focused on Ling Han, and he felt that this young man was extremely familiar.
"I'm here to collect a debt," Ling Han said calmly.
Collect a debt?
Why was it so popular now to collect a debt from the Yun Clan? It was all Ling Han's fault. He really wanted to dig him up from the ground and whip his corpse for 10,000 years.
"He said his name is Ling Han," Situ Tailong said coldly with his arms crossed.
Ling Han?
The five eighth heaven Celestial Kings all smirked coldly. This person in front of them indeed looked very similar to Ling Han, but the difference was also very obvious. What was most, most important? Ling Han was already dead!
How could a dead person still be standing here?
"Who exactly are you? Why did you cause trouble in the Yun Clan?" one of the Celestial Kings asked.
"Who ordered you to do this?"
None of them believed that a Celestial King would dare to cause trouble in the Yun Clan. How could there be so many ferocious people in this world?
"Using the name of a dead person to cause trouble? Don't you think it's a disgrace?"
Ling Han couldn't help but find it funny. When had he died?
"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you all. After suppressing all of you, Yun Yanghao should come out," Ling Han said with a smile. He stretched out his hand and grabbed at one of the Celestial Kings.
"How dare you!" The five eighth heaven Celestial Kings attacked at the same time, facing Ling Han.
Ling Han opened his hand, and it was as if the sky was falling.
The five Celestial Kings tried to block it together, but how could they block it? Pa, pa, pa! They all collapsed.
The people in the surroundings couldn't help but gape.
This was too exaggerated. Those were five eighth heaven Celestial Kings, but they couldn't even withstand a single blow from Ling Han.
"A ninth heaven Celestial King?"
"Definitely."
They all looked at Ling Han with reverence. A ninth heaven Celestial King stood at the peak of the Celestial Dao. Who wouldn't admire him?
Ling Han also "planted" the five Celestial Kings in the ground one by one, the kind that faced downwards.
"Brat, you have such a strong sense of humor," the large black dog said.
However, Ling Han turned to Situ Tailong, and said, "How should I deal with you?"
Situ Tailong also looked at Ling Han. He stretched out a finger, which was trembling violently. "You, you really are Ling Han! You didn't die!"
This person was unreasonably strong, and he was very similar to Ling Han. Even the way he did things was similar. Who else could he be but Ling Han?
The Yun Clan had made a mistake. This freak of misfortune had not died at all.
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